LOGINCamala “What exactly do you mean by saying I cannot see the King?” I ask. I stare at the line of warriors blocking Theron’s main quarters. The security here has always been tight, but tonight it is suffocating. Usually, less than ten warriors watch the door. Now, there are twice as many idiots. Something is wrong, and I don’t like being left in the dark. “Exactly what you heard, my lady.” The lead guard says. “No visitors tonight. The Alpha demanded to be left alone, which means…” The guard's eyes drop to my exposed cleavages for a second before he catches himself. “No exceptions.” At least he finds me fuckable. They all do. I had been wondering if my beauty was fading lately, but the hunger in his eyes proves otherwise. “I believe you know exactly who I am and what happens when you disrespect me?” I glare at him until he looks away, then sweep the same cold stare over the rest. “Who am I?” The lead guard sighs like I’m wasting his time but I’ll see how long that disrespect lasts.
Not satisfied yet, the red beast plunges her claws into the witch’s chest, digging around and tearing the heart free from its cage. A final measure to ensure the witch is dead even though the decapitation was enough. I cock my head to the side, still observing, and watch the other body to see what happens next. Zephyra moves toward the blonde woman and sniffs her body before shifting back into her naked human form. Panting heavily, she sits on the floor with her knees tucked to her chest. She rests her arms on her knees and drops her head, completely unbothered by the building burning behind her or the rest of the houses going up in flames. As I walk closer, I hear the sound of her sniffling. ‘She’s hurt.’ Grimm panics. I was furious that she ran away and didn't trust me to handle this, but the second I see her breaking down like this, shoulders shaking with quiet sobs, every bit of that anger drains out. Even with all the threats dead around her, she’s still trying to kee
Theron “How do they keep increasing?” Khaisha groans, sinking her teeth into the throat of one wolf before spitting out the blood and snarling at the next one circling her. “It’s like they’re multiplying out of the freaking ground.”I rip the heart straight out of the wolf pinned under me, and it dies with a low whimper. “We’re close to the Stone Heart territory. That explains the numbers.” “They aren't rogues?” Khaisha asks.Baron snarls at a wolf trying to reach me. He intercepts it, ending the threat instantly. “Rogues know when to give up and run. These fools are throwing themselves at us even though they’re getting slaughtered. They’re stalling us on purpose.”I scan the forest. I can only sense a few heartbeats now, which means fewer wolves are left to attack. I do enjoy a good hunt, but there’s no fun in it when Zephyra might be in danger.“Baron!” I yell, forcing him to look at me. “Handle them. I’m leaving.”“What? No—Your Majesty, absolutely not,” he argues, but the remai
Zephyra’s beast Whimpering, I open my eyes slowly. A sting burns in them like someone poured acid straight into my skull, but after blinking a few times, the sting fades.What the hell was that burn? Felt like every important wire in my body got set on fire.I glance weakly around the room, and my eyes widen. My hands are tied tightly behind my back with rope that bites into my skin. No matter how much I struggle to pull away, the knots don't budge. I remember now. Naya found me. But how did she get behind me without me catching her scent or her heartbeat?“Is my skill a joke to you?” Naya’s voice slithers from somewhere behind me. Her heels pound against the floor until she stops right in front of me. “There’s no way you’re getting out of those,” I stare at the pointed tips of her shoes. “Really? You dragged me here just to play runway model?”Under the annoyingly sweet smell of apples that screams Naya is here and I’m her prisoner, I pick up other smells of multiple wolves, scent
Theron “Your Majesty, you cannot leave the palace!” Baron bellows, sounding more like a damn order than a plea. I should perhaps take offense at his tone, but it matters little as the wind whips past my fur. My Lycan, Grimm, is already taking us deeper into the black heart of the forest.Khaisha’s Lycan, Enwi, matches my pace. She runs at my flank while Baron hangs back, holding the rear and scanning the shadows for any secondary threat we might overlook in our haste.Khaisha grunts. “Her scent... it’s everywhere,” her massive paws pounds against the ground.‘We cannot track her if we cannot isolate her trail,’ Grimm snarls inside me, his frustration boiling over.I am far beyond frustrated. Her jasmine-cinnamon trace is scattered all through the woods like she ran in circles just to fuck with us. She ran in loops to ensure that if we followed, we wouldn’t be able to find her quickly. What the hell was so important that she’d risk everything, and bolt from the safety she had?“It’s a
The other wolf, his hair in dark locs, snorts. “What the hell do we care? We’re getting paid either way. It’s better if the Lycan king doesn’t show up, I don’t trust those bastards one bit.” “Scared?” Ugly Ginger chuckles. He fumbles with his belt, pulling his tool out to urinate into the very bush I am hiding in, like it’s his personal toilet. “Lycans aren’t half as tough as the stories say. Remember how easy they went down last time? Those fuckers are nothing.” They killed the King’s men too? That must be what Khaisha and Theron were discussing, before I decided to listen to them. Dark locs yanks his own belt open and joins in, pissing right next to his little friend. “I just don’t trust that Alpha Eryc knows what he’s doing. The girl should’ve been dead months ago, that was the whole plan for the pack. Everyone who voted against killing her is gone now, including Alpha Kaelen.” My breath catches hard in my throat. My heart slams against my ribs like it wants to break free jus
Zephyra My legs keep moving across the cold tiles of my bedroom, back and forth, everywhere and forth, all because I can’t stop thinking about a single thing. Everything that happened with the king replays in my head no matter how hard I try to push it away. I still see the arrow as it pierced hi
Theron “There are several lands in Eboncrest that you need to take note of,” I tell her as we walk. “We won’t be able to visit all of them tonight. The land is too vast for that. But we’ll see one or two this evening.”She nods instead of answering. Just a simple dip of her head. No words. No ques
Zephyra His hands move over my chest and it’s not rushed, not rough but gentle and my body reacts the same way it did the last night he touched me. Tiny beads of sweat form along my hairline even though the evening breeze is cool. My breathing turns shallow while my thighs press together helples
Theron She’s frozen. She’s not running, not listening. Just staring at what’s in front of us like her legs have forgotten how to move. She usually obeys without hesitation, but right now my voice isn’t reaching her. Her focus is locked somewhere else, whatever her instincts caught before mine did







